Only innocence and kindness could wake him up—
When Wu Ju woke up, it was night.
The temporary body he was using was sitting in front of a stove. There was a pot of pork trotters simmering in the pot. The smoked meat had a unique fragrance. It was very fragrant. He had been summoned by kindness.
He was one with good and evil and was already an immortal recognized by the Heavenly Dao.
Countless years had passed. Sometimes, he would be summoned to end the endless war, and sometimes, he would wake up in interstellar space.
Whether it was the ancient times or the future, he had been there.
This time, the body he entered belonged to a middle-aged man called Lu Qingjin. Lu Qingjin was already 50 years old. He was a cultivator from the modern era.
